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BlueandBlackPoetry

The fall isn't the worst. The climb back up is.

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Dark Blue

Think of Me

Do you want me to be angry, Do you want me to be mean, Can you not stand to see me happy, Just living life, Enjoying the breeze, Why must you give me attitude, Why must you give me sass,... Continue Reading →

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Why? – 2

Why Why do I care Why do I give  Like I have spare Why do I speak Why do I tell Why is my mind  My own little jail  Why do I stand When I can sit Why do I... Continue Reading →

In a Dark Blue Feeling – 3

Am I human to you Do you know that I feel Do you know that I feel A pain that is real Am I Do you No I don't think so Because if you did You'd treat me better You'd... Continue Reading →

In a Dark Blue Feeling – 2

It's all your fault You know it is, You trust You talk You're no wiz, You keep making the same mistakes Slipping and slipping again, You're so used to losses What is a win, You let people hurt you Get... Continue Reading →

Guards Up

Guard it  Guard your heart, Before it gets broken Or torn apart, By some stupid boy Or fake friend, Before it begins to hate And your peace meets its end, Guard it before your spirit dies, Before you cover your... Continue Reading →

Enough 

There is always a standard to be Good enough  But what if have never been Good enough  Not enough at singing  Dancing Painting  Not enough to be Cared for Thought of Befriended Even if you've worked but your patience has... Continue Reading →

Failure

It hurts It burns It stings I'm concerned  With my sanity With my faith  Will it stand strong Or will it be lost like a waif I want to succeed  But continue to fail  It burns It hurts It stings... Continue Reading →

Survival 

Taking steps back When I'm thinking forward Falling down When I'm trying to stand Feeling pain While trying to remain sane Giving up When my soul says fight Hiding in the dark While I crave the light Feeling weak While... Continue Reading →

FALL

I'm tired Tired of being stepped on Of being pushed out of the way, Tired of being used and pushed around day to day, Deep down the pain burns, My stomach churns, My eyes water, As my anger gets hotter,... Continue Reading →

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